Evil me

Are you ever inclined to do something you know you shouldn’t? It’s not like you’re afraid of reprisal or that you desire retribution but something else; some sort of primal impulse, as if you had an evil you within demanding to be released.

Well, the other day I met these Lego people; they were so docile and friendly. They always had smiles on their faces. I spent some time with them and I don’t know what it was, maybe it didn’t seem reasonable to me that they should be so worry free all the time, but my dark side emerged. Once I realized how flexible these folks were I started removing parts. I pulled the arms off of Fred and attached them to his feet; I put Veronica’s head under John’s left leg. I found myself engaged in frenzied activity; body parts were everywhere. Gradually I regained partial control and stopped, but evil me couldn’t resist hiding a ways away to watch them.

I know it was a horrible thing to do but it really didn’t turn out so bad in the end. They all were able to obtain fairly well paying jobs with a traveling circus.